[i]Reality flickers for only a moment, and suddenly there He stands. Today his cloak is eerier than usual; the fabric is stained black and the material hangs raggedly. Dark mists hemorrhage from the hood. Flitting forward, he enters the second entrance to the left.[/i]
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*You pass under the arch, and begin descending the steep steps*
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[i]He seemingly drifted down the steps, the forces of Null far more prominent today than most. Even with the deepest of energies roaring through his blood, he couldn’t help but keep an eye out for any wandering chocolate or such.[/i]
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*Ominous piano music begins to play. A child walks through the wall to your right into the stairs then out the wall to your left.*
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[i]He had to give credit; Lolth didn’t mess around. Taking note of the child, he looked for a way to follow them, or maybe direction in their actions. Most often no one knows the labyrinth better than the labyrinth itself.[/i]
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*You realize she is a ghost. Intangible, walls won't hold her back*
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[i]He let his hand fall against the wall where the visage had disappeared, before returning back to the path.[/i]
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*The stairs continue down, then abruptly stop and open into a hallway*
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[i]He drifted into the hallway without even hesitating, every mannerism vague within the haunted cloak.[/i]
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*A mineshaft opens before you. An elevator that might still work descends into the depths*
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[i]Although he seemed to float, the cloak tested his weight as he boarded the elevator.[/i]